Chapter 418 Somersault Cloud

“Father, please don’t move, or you might aggravate your injury.”

Wukong stepped forward and helped his father-in-law up.

“Hey, you monkey really have found an immortal master. After six or seven years, I’m afraid you will soon become an immortal and live as long as heaven and earth.”

Wukong took a closer look and found that it was the woodcutter who had shown him the way in the past. Hearing the compliment of becoming an immortal, his face turned red and he said, “You are far from being an immortal.”

The woodcutter said he was chopping some firewood in the mountains to sell in the city, but he sprained his ankle in the mountains and could not get out until midnight. He had to move to this Taoist temple and stay there for one night.

Also, due to being a mortal, he dared not disturb the immortals, for fear of displeasing the Taoist temple’s founder.

Wukong said hurriedly, “You can stay at my place, old man. I will give you my bed and mattress. There is no need to tell Master about such a small matter. If he knows about it and wants to punish you, I will bear it alone.”

He brought the woodcutter into the room.

“There’s a strong smell of alcohol in this room. Could it be that you are not happy to practice again?”

The woodcutter asked.

Wukong then told his master about what had happened during the day that had annoyed him.

“Oh, you monkey-head are really a piece of rotten wood.”

The woodcutter sighed.

Wukong asked hurriedly, “Why do you say that, old man?”

“Your master struck you three times because he wanted you to go to the third watch, and then he put his hands behind his back and closed the middle door because he wanted you to go to the back door to find him. Now it’s already the third watch, and you’re drinking and having fun here~”

After hearing this, Wukong quickly performed a ritual to wash off the smell of alcohol on his body, and took a small path to the back door of the courtyard where his master lived.

With a light push, the back door opened.

He thought to himself that what the old man said was right. This back door was usually tightly closed, but now it was ajar. It seemed that the master really wanted to teach him.

After entering the room, he saw that the candle in the master’s room was still on. He walked forward and went into the room, and saw that the master was still meditating.

He didn’t dare to wake up the master, so he just knelt on the ground and waited.

I don’t know how long I walked through the aisle.

The master had already woken up from his trance and sang to himself: “Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! The Dao is the most mysterious, don’t take the golden elixir lightly. If you don’t meet a wise man to pass on the secret, your words will only make your mouth dry and your tongue dry!”

Wukong: “Master has awakened. I have been waiting for you on my knees for a long time.”

Yang Jian pretended to be surprised and asked, “You monkey, why are you here instead of sleeping in your own room?”

Wukong was just about to say that the woodcutter had given him some advice, but then he changed his mind and thought, wouldn’t this harm his master by letting him know that he had brought in an outsider? If his master was displeased, the old man would probably be driven out. It was late at night and there were ferocious wolves and beasts in the mountains. It would be extremely dangerous if he went out, and he couldn’t be harmed.

He said, “I have figured out the master’s secret message. The master had previously reminded me to quietly come to find you at three o’clock in the morning.”

“Okay, okay, you are really smart.”

Yang Jian suppressed his curses in his heart and smiled: “I called you here secretly because I have a smooth road for you. If you practice this way, longevity will be a piece of cake.”

Wukong kowtowed repeatedly: “Please Master, give me some Dharma.”

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and taught the Seventy-two Transformations, the Law of Heaven and Earth, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, and the Yuanshi Daoyin.

Wukong obtained the wonderful method and immediately meditated and comprehended it.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

Yang Jian asked hurriedly: “How much have you learned?”

“I feel that I am very familiar with most of the methods and can use most of them now. Only the Yuanshi Daoyin I am still not familiar with.”

Wukong said.

Yang Jian nodded, he naturally knew why.

Wukong’s foot is the body of Rahu, the lotus incarnation of the world-destroying black lotus. Yang Jian used to control this body and practiced all his skills in it many times, so Wukong can learn it quickly.

Only the Yuanshi Daoyin he had not practiced in Luohou’s body, so if he wanted to learn it, he had to start from the beginning.

Wukong asked, “Disciple, I see that these magical skills are all physical magical skills, but there is no method of cultivation. I wonder where I can learn them?”

Yang Jian frowned slightly.

He didn’t want to pass on his Lingbao Taoist scriptures. After all, the Seventy-two Transformations, Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, Law of Heaven and Earth, Yuanshi Daoyin and other methods were all physical supernatural powers. After learning them, the physical body would become a saint.

The Lingbao Taoist Scripture is the authentic Taoist doctrine taught by Master Tongtian. This doctrine can lead to the Daluo path. If it is given to Wukong, if he causes trouble in the future, it will be difficult for him to deal with it.

If he were allowed to achieve the Taiyi path through side doors, the highest he could reach would be the Golden Immortal realm. Even if he caused chaos in this world, he could suppress it with a simple move and would not cause a big mess.

If he practices the authentic Taoism, he will be as difficult to deal with as Yang Jian and the Three Corpses.

Yang Jian decided to let the monkey choose for himself.

“You monkey are too impatient. Listen to me. I have two methods. One method is the authentic Taoist method of Xuanmen, called Lingbao Daojing. It takes a long time to achieve enlightenment. If you come to practice and suppress your own cultivation and do not become an immortal, you can achieve the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit after practicing hard for a thousand years.

There is another method called the Great Heavenly Immortal Art, which is the easiest to achieve immortality. If you practice, you can achieve the level of a Heavenly Immortal within three to five days. With the magical powers that I, your master, have bestowed upon you, you will be able to kill even those Golden Immortals.”

Wukong thought, “My disciple, choose the second method. The first method takes too long to become an immortal, and my monkeys and grandchildren can’t wait for a thousand years.”

“Okay, okay, if you say so, your master has nothing to say. Practice well. If you want to overcome the heavenly tribulation, remember to leave Lingtian Fangcun Mountain three thousand miles away, and you will face the heavenly tribulation of becoming an immortal.”

Yang Jian looked deeply at Wukong in front of him and taught him the Great Heavenly Immortal Technique.

Although Taiyi Side Sect’s immortality started as a human immortal.

But Wukong has an extraordinary background. He has Yang Jian’s experience of transferring authentic Taoist methods from the incarnation of Luohou in the past. He has also been refined in the furnace of heaven and earth for thousands of years. He is bound to achieve the level of a celestial being.

Three days later.

Wukong flew over and said happily: “Thank you, Master. My disciple has completed his merits and has ascended to the heavenly realm.”

Yang Jian said: “Please demonstrate your skills and I will see how capable you are.”

Wukong then used his seventy-two transformations and the power of heaven and earth back and forth.

Yang Jian nodded: “Just barely enough~”

When Wukong saw that his master did not praise him, he felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured down his head. He felt a little competitive, so he said, “Master, look at my method of flying in the sky. This is what I realized when I saw you flying in the sky.”

As he spoke, he condensed a white cloud, which flew a mile away in a moment, and then flew back.

“How is the Master?”

Wukong saw that his master usually flew slowly and was far inferior to him.

Yang Jian laughed and said, “You also count this as flying a cloud? I have a cloud that can travel to the North Sea in the morning and the South Mountain in the evening. In one day, I can travel all over the four seas and the vast wilderness.”

As he spoke, he released the white cloud that the Golden Spirit Mother had given him in the past.

Thinking about it, Wukong gestured, “You try it.”

Wukong got the treasure and flew away excitedly.

After a while, he replied: “It is indeed a good white cloud, with its own spirit, and it can even talk to me. Master, what is the name of this cloud?”

This white cloud is more powerful than the one that the Golden Spirit Mother bestowed upon Yang Jian in the past. Yang Jian has used all the merits and magic power in the List of Investiture of the Gods to refine it over the past thousand years. With the blessing of the List of Investiture of the Gods, he can move at an extremely fast speed.

“name?”

In the past, the Golden Spirit Mother did not tell Yang Jian what the name of this cloud was.

He looked at Wukong and said with a complicated expression: “Since you asked, let’s call him Somersault Cloud.”

(End of this chapter)